In second sight will be blind
Wandering around a circle,
In shallow moment thy self will glide
Landing at the ground of cycle,
In flinch of time nirvana will find
Fold with lots of miraculous oracle.
Thy self will emerge at the ground
Stepping in into softly verdant land,
Thy self will slowly stride in round
Witnessing the wonder in hand,
Thy self will search far beyond
Face a realm of beauty of a dreamland.
A region where purity live
Cleans thy soul of sin,
A region where kindness dive
Clearing thy soul to adjoin,
A region where unites in jive
Clash thy pure souls in sole vein.
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Jr.
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Dreams Beyond
RandomRandomly story poetry that comes and inspired from a dream. A collective memories of dreams beyond dreams. The second book of Collective Dreams. #Ranks: #864 #989 #732 #914 #693 #687 #733 #762 #827 #639 #649 #873 #963 #887 #755 #935 #982 #780 #898 i...
